This is an endless mountain forest, and no one knows how many tribes there are in this mountain forest.

This is a mysterious land, full of endless unknowns, and countless ancient secrets.

Legend has it that the ancestral gods Suiren, Youchao, and Fuxi all appeared in this land.

The tens of thousands of miles of territory in the south and northwest of the Immortal Realm are not only the sacred land of the forest tribe and the barbarians, but also the mystery of this has deeply attracted the yearning of many monks in Middle-earth.

Of course, although the local forest tribes and barbarians have no good feelings for outsiders, they are not particularly hostile, but the inheritance of some of these tribes is too old, and no one is allowed to explore it.

In fact, many of the adventure groups are just walking around the periphery.

And the Barbarian Sacred Mountain that Zhou Tong is going to now is the most mysterious and terrifying place in this tens of thousands of miles of territory, because it involves the ancestral god Suiren clan.

The Holy Mountain was two thousand miles away from the previous Pure Land, but this distance was completely for Zhou Tong to rush through, and in just half an hour, he was already within a hundred miles of the Holy Mountain.

This holy mountain was originally the place where the ancestral god Suiren clan sacrificed the copper furnace of heaven and earth, and it stands to reason that it should be like a volcano, with black smoke billowing out. But here there are thousands of rays of light, thousands of colors, and you can see a stream of brilliance flying out of the holy mountain, like a meteor dragging out a tail light in the night sky.

And there is also the sound of fairy music on this mountain, as if there is a fairy playing music on the mountain.

"This is the heaven and earth copper furnace of the ancestral god Suiren clan's sacrifice, it's really amazing!" A hint of surprise appeared in Zhou Tong's eyes, and the closer he got to the holy mountain, the more surprised Zhou Tong's eyes became.

Especially after approaching the Holy Mountain for more than ten miles, Zhou Tong felt that what he saw in front of him was not a mountain, but a vast and boundless world. In front of it, it makes people feel small, like ants looking at the sky.

"It is worthy of the Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace that the Suiren Clan wants to smelt the heavens and the earth, it is obviously just a mountain, but it gives people a feeling that it is wider than the heavens, the earth and the sea." The more Zhou Tong realized this feeling, the more surprised he was in his heart.

At the same time, he also thought of the calculations of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors.

The Suiren Clan's Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace is estimated to be an alternative experiment, smelting the heavens and all worlds and turning them into a true immortal realm.

Moving on, you can already see the real mountain through the dense fog.

The holy mountain is majestic and majestic, but the mountain is bare, without a trace of life. There were still blood stains on the gray mountain, as if it had gone through countless battles, and there were wisps of mist in those red areas.

There are still some places on the mountain that are shining with golden light, as if the molten copper water is boiling, tumbling with bursts of blazing light; There are also places that are pitch black, looking like bottomless pits.

Of course, the mountains are not really devoid of life, and if you look closely, you can see that there are several oasis-like green belts on the mountain, which sit in isolation on the bare mountain.

"What I need should be in these oases!" Zhou Tong climbed the mountain directly.

The mist on the mountain was fluttering, and under the desolate mountain, wisps of black gas came out of the earth, and even Zhou Tong had to release the dragon clan's supernatural blue light protector.

And when he ascended to about a kilometer, this was the real dangerous place, and from time to time there would be a large area of blood-colored mist wafting in.

Zhou Tong was lucky, this time when he climbed the mountain, he didn't encounter anything really dangerous, and he came to an oasis smoothly.

This is an extremely quiet forest, with ancient trees, and each tree needs twenty or thirty people to hold it, and I don't know how many years it has grown here.

And there was not the slightest sound in this forest, the silence was terrible, and there was no sound of wind and grass at all except his own voice. There is a depressing power in this forest, and if you are trapped here for a long time, it can be heartbreaking.

"According to the original text, this forest should be the forest where the dragon king is!" Zhou Tong walked cautiously, and gave full play to his perception ability, carefully sensing everything in this forest.

Soon, Zhou Tong sensed a trace of dragon energy in the forest.

"That's right, the dragon king who is infinitely close to the ancestral dragon has fallen here!" Zhou Tong's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed in the direction where the dragon qi came from.

It didn't take long for Zhou Tong to see a snow-white skeleton piled up here like a hill under a towering giant tree.

It was a long keel, coiled under an ancient tree that could only be hugged by dozens of people, almost like a snow-white mountain. If the dragon's body is extended, it is at least 800 meters long.

Even if it died, its ancestral dragon's head still stood high, and it did not bow down until it died. There were many cracks in the bones of its body, and the bones of the ancestral dragon were completely broken in dozens of places, obviously being cut into dozens of pieces and killed in battle.

"Except for the hind claws, the whole body is already exactly the same as the ancestral dragon!" Zhou Tong looked at this dragon carefully, and was amazed, this dragon was more like a real ancestral dragon than himself.

"However, it's time for the Dragon Sacred Sword to return to the Dragon Clan!" Zhou Tong immediately opened his mouth and spit out, and a cyan flame instantly ignited these dragon bones completely.

The cyan flames that soared into the sky burned, but they did not ignite the tree with the keel coiled, and all the cyan flames seemed to have spirits, but they only burned on the keel.

And at this time, the burning keel suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance, constantly shrinking and changing.

The cracked bones healed in the flames, and even the broken ones were joining on their own. In the end, the huge keel hundreds of meters long shrunk to more than a meter long, and was quietly suspended in midair.

However, at this moment, this keel is no longer the snow-white color it used to be, but blooms with a ray of light, becoming like a treasure carved from a beautiful divine jade, crystal clear.

At this time, Zhou Tong's eyes and horns burst out at the same time and two divine lights shrouded the dragon bone.

"Boom!!"

A clear sound spread throughout the oasis, it was the sound of the sword unsheathed, and at the same time, a brilliant light illuminated the entire oasis.

I saw that the crystal clear keel suddenly turned into powder, and then a peerless sword manifested out.

I can't tell what kind of material this sword is forged from, like a jade sword, and like a bone sword, with a peerless edge.

Zhou Tong made a casual move, and this divine sword suddenly fell into his hand.

"Dragon Sacred Sword...... This is the inheritance of the dragon kings of the past dynasties, and if you are not mistaken, this sword is at least a treasure at the half-ancestor level. As soon as Zhou Tongyi held the sword, he suddenly had a hint of realization in his heart.

This sword was forged by a certain dragon king countless years ago, and it was forged specifically for the Ancestral Dragon Dispute. Later generations of sword masters were dragon kings, and generations of dragon kings tempered the divine sword with their own hard work and dragon qi, making this sword stronger from generation to generation.

But this sword still has a huge weakness after all, that is, the sword masters of all generations have been the losers of the dragon king battle. It owes a true ancestral dragon to forge it into a holy sword that truly represents the supreme majesty of the dragon clan.

"I'll fill in what you're lacking!" Zhou Tongxin said.

This sword has been sheathed with a keel for generations, but Zhou Tong didn't want to do it. With a wave of his hand, he broke a branch at random, made a scabbard, put it away, and carried it on his back.